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HB Vic
Guy docked in front of me leaves. Doesn't realize his bow eye hooked my front rope. Rips the rope right off my barge. My barge attempts to leave the bar unmanned. Swings up river until it meets the Schiada.
Fortunately, only a couple very small love taps were left in the Schiada.
Rope killer dude apologizes, offers to pay for all damages. We decline. So he buys us all booze.
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